A/N: OK I have 2 major points. I don't own Everwood but I do own Remy. And this is for crazy4nc128 because that sucks that you're sick!

Amy opened Remy's locker. It had been one of her friends' old lockers and everyone knew each other's combination. She hated the fact she was doing this for Bright but she wanted them together. So she was upset about Colin so she figured it would be a good way to get her mind off him. She closed the locker and took a deep breath. Remy was going to be so surprised after lunch. She traveled down the halls with quick steps and entered the classroom and took her seat beside Remy, preparing for another one the famous lectures of Mr. Kindle.

The bell rang; Ephram escaped the math classroom quickly, unfortunately running into Bright.

"Hey Ephram." He said in step with him, smiling brightly, shooting looks at his jock buddies around the hall who gaped at the fact that he was hanging out with the kid whose father basically killed his best friend.

Ephram looked at him with surprise. "So we are on a first name basis now? Calling me by my first name isn't proving anything Abbott." He turned and walked over to his locker and opened it quickly piling books into it.

Bright rolled his eyes. "I just wanted to talk to my friend."

Ephram looked over at him as he slammed his locker closed. "Yesterday we called a truce. That does not mean I'm your friend."

"Whatever you say; buddy." Bright replied slapping Ephram on the back knocking the wind out of him and walked towards the cafeteria.

Remy looked around her in her history class; Amy and Ephram kept looking at her funny all day, so she was happy to be in a class where neither of them were. Good old history class where everyone ignored her.

"Turn to page 178 and could someone please read the title." The teacher, whose name Remy couldn't quite remember, let's just call him Mr. Q (??) said oh so excitedly.not.

She rolled her eyes and opened her textbook to the page and bit her lip in awe. In between the pages laid were, a pair of red and white rose petals. She shook her head as she laid them in her palm.

She grabbed her notebook and opened to the last day's notes and noticed a piece of Blue paper folded in half lying on them. She unfolded it and read it slowly.

I think we should try. I think I could need, this in my life.

--B.A.

Remy frowned. How did he get that into her notebook? She bit her lip. She reached into her bag and pulled out her science notebook and again found a blue sheet of paper.

I think I've already lost you I think you're already gone I think I'm finally scared now You think I'm weak But I think you're wrong I think you're already leaving Feels like your hand is on the door I thought this place was an empire But now I'm relaxed I can't be sure

--B.A.

She sat back in her seat. Why was he chasing her? She told him to go away. She shoved the notes into her bag and bit her lip, wondering what was in her math notebook. She gave in and pulled it out. She quietly flipped through the pages and finally found and envelope.

She quickly opened it and found yet another blue sheet of paper along with red and white rose petals in it. She pulled it out and bit her lip. Did she really want to know what Bright said to her? She could just tear up the note. Against her better judgment she opened the letter.

I wish I could have told you

The things I kept inside

But now I guess it's just too late

So many things remind me of you

I hope that you can hear me

I miss you

Meet me; Cemetery, Colin's, 3:00.

--B.A.

She bit her lip out of nervousness. It looks like she had to tell Ephram that she had plans that night.

"Brown! Brown! Wait!" Bright said jogging up beside Ephram who was making his way to the bike racks after school.

"Back to last names. What do want Abbott?" He asked annoyed.

Bright stood in front of his Ephram's bike making sure that he didn't leave. "What do you want me to do? How the hell am I supposed to prove to you that I really want her? Tell me that Brown. How am I supposed to prove it to you, when I can't even prove it to her?"

Ephram smirked. He liked getting under Bright's skin. It was fun to see Mr. Jock-God squirm under pressure. "You want me to ruin my fun?" Ephram grinned and began to move around him.

"Brown, I swear to God, I will beat you up. I want to go out with her what else am I supposed to do!" Bright said gripping the handlebars and pushing them back.

Ephram stared at Bright. Bright's eyes well full of emotion. It wasn't sadness or grief but anger and frustration. He smiled genuinely. "Ok, fine. But you hurt her, and I'll give you a black eye to match the one you had."

Bright let go of the handle bars and grinned. "Dude, I hurt her and she'll give me a black eye, you won't have to." Bright turned to leave and shivered in the October cold. "Do you want a ride, Brown?" He said looking over his shoulder and laughed as Ephram nodded and began to pile his bike into the bed of his truck.

A/N: OK This was really short, but I have a reason. The next chapter will be COMPLETELY on the cemetery thing so. yea. it will be longer and better. Thanks to all the people following my story! It's nice to know people are reading my stuff!! Review!!

~Toodles!!